The wind on the ancient road was slightly cool. She stood there in a shawl wrapped in a linen woven shawl and listened carefully. The hair and the tassels of the shawl were blown together by the wind, attracting people passing by on the road to stop and stare.

People think that this woman looks very familiar, as if she has seen her somewhere.

Maybe some people remember it, but more people can't remember it. Because she has flashed the camera countless times on TV, she only wants to follow a man obediently and obediently, stare and wait quietly under his tall obstruction.

"Do you mean the reason why you are urgently summoning him back this time, or is it because of the country e?" She frowned slightly.

The soldier nodded, his face full of worries, and his eyebrows were filled with dry and cracked traces made of wind and sand in the northwest: "The leader is still with Captain Qiu. I have sent someone to tell him, but I am not sure if he will decide to set off for Kyoto immediately, so I... I came to you, just prepare in advance, if the leader says he will leave immediately... "

If Hosran decides to leave immediately, it’s fine, he can find her immediately and take her away.

So fast.

It only took two days for them to arrive in Tibet. Xu Furan could no longer support Yan?

The warrior's eyes were full of hope, but he also knew that Hosran had agreed to station in the northwest. If he refused at this time, no one dared to say "no".

However, the cute look of the little woman in front of her frowns and thinks makes people feel more hopeful.

"You have sent someone to tell him?" she asked.

The warrior nodded: "Yes, I sent someone right away."

She nodded immediately: "Okay. Then let's go back immediately. Can you...can you help me and lead the uncle who drove the car to my place where I live?"

She bought a lot of things, so she couldn't get it and had to rent a local yak.

"...The people above said that fortunately, Engineer An and Secretary Mo had already left before this, otherwise the envoys like them who had exchanged military identities would be particularly embarrassed to be caught between conflicts and disputes between the two countries. This time they insisted on asking the chief to go back and resolve the matter, because the other party was beaten to death and refused to act according to the international contract. If they were bitten to death, the chief must come forward..."

Lin Yitong had already guessed the second half of the warrior's words, but she was confused when she heard the first half, frowned and asked while walking: "I know that Engineer An, I'll leave, Secretary Mo, is he leaving too?"

The soldier was stunned: "Well, I said I volunteered to go to the place to do things."

"Where do you go?" she couldn't help asking.

"I don't know this." The soldier shook his head innocently.

The sky is high and the road is far away, Lin Yitong's frown and her slender eyebrows are slightly released. She no longer cares about these things, but only thinks that if Huo Siran knows the news, she must be preparing to leave. She must be faster.

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Sure enough, when I arrived at my residence, the cars along the town to the city were ready. They parked in the courtyard. Lin Yitong walked in and saw Huo Siran making a phone call on the steps with his eyebrows frowned, and his tall figure was slightly dazzling.

Her little face was slightly pale, and she handed the yak rope to the owner, and gently told them to remove the items and load them into the car.

Then, after paying the money, he walked back to the room by himself, and his movements were gentle and fast, but he packed things in an orderly manner.

For many years, she and Huo Siran have been together this way.

He waited, and she came, and the two of them didn't have to talk or even stare. She could guess what he was thinking, so she came so quickly and in time, and sorted everything out in an orderly manner, and set off with him anytime and anywhere.

No questions asked why.

Captain Qiu hurriedly walked in and saw him off.

Hosran refused lightly, just waiting for the little woman in the room to come out and leave together.

She walked out with her shawl, carrying the small box at hand.

"Next time you come to Tibet and bring your children together, I will definitely treat you well. You have not seen many scenery here. We stay here every year and rarely go back during the Chinese New Year. No one is more familiar with every inch of mountain and land here than us!"

Lin Yitong's eyes were full of admiration and reverence: "Captain Qiu, thank you for your hard work with the soldiers."

"Hey, it's not hard or hard. At most, our environment is difficult. Unlike you in Kyoto, you are on the tip of the knife step by step."

After the greetings, set off soon.

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On the plane, Hosran was discussing things about Kyoto with the people who came to pick him up.

Lin Yitong was sleeping shallowly and listened a few words in a vague way, as if she said that she would go directly to the Military Commission Hall as soon as she got off the plane, and then to the lobby. The representatives of the two sides were in a stalemate, and the international press team was waiting.

Time was too tight all the way, and Hosran didn't have time to say something to Lin Yitong, and didn't even have time to ask her, would she come back with him if she was reluctant?

It was clearly agreed that I would stay in the northwest from now on and never leave again.

Because I thought about these things, when dealing with things, my brows were frowning slightly, and I took advantage of the gap and stuffed her a blanket.

Lin Yitong smirked in the blanket and sent a text message to Mrs. Li—

"Tell the baby, mom is back."

As soon as they got off the plane, the still warm breath of Kyoto wrapped them around. Before they could take off their hot scarves, Secretary An had already walked over quickly in the special passage facing him.

The solemn army soldiers on both sides guarded in two rows. Secretary An's slow pace was filled with anxiety and stepped forward and said quietly: "The Military Commission doesn't need to go, go directly to the lobby with the car."

Then he glanced at Lin Yitong, frowned and asked Ho Siran: "Did you bring the formal dress?"

He can't just do this, right?

"Take it," the little woman next to her suddenly came up and looked at Hosran with a gentle look, "Is it the one in the same dark blue? In my box."

Hosran stared at her, with an incredible light in his eyes. When he was traveling, what did she take to do?

In the car, Secretary An wanted to speak but stopped several times, but still couldn't help asking: "Sran, have you decided what I told you last time?"

Should you stay in Kyoto or go to the northwest? The implication is - look, where can you leave you here?

There was a bit of silence in Hosran's eyes. He hadn't discussed this with her yet.

Lin Yitong sighed softly, lamenting that the rest time was too short. He was born to be a busy man and a public servant of the country. Fortunately, she had been able to accompany him for such a long time.

"It's already decided," the little hand reached over, touched his palm, and got in and tied his fingers. She said softly, lifting her little face to look at him, "We'll stay in Kyoto. Secretary An, please trouble you in the future, tolerate Siran, please."

Huo Siran, who had never heard this before, was suddenly shocked to the spot.

Slowly turning his head and looking at her, he had never discussed this matter with her, and she actually understood it.

He actually...had made the best decision for him.

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In the noisy and crowded lobby, the people were extremely chaotic.

Several soldiers protected her without a trace, letting her sit upstairs with a wide view. At the beginning of the press conference, the moment when Hosran came out of the side door, the audience quickly became quiet, moved a stool and sat down, with a burning gaze.

There was a whole international press conference, with verbal wars and wars without gunpowder.

A reporter stood up and asked: "What is the specific identity of this member wearing your Chinese military uniform? Do you really have the power to make a decision in this international military dispute to privately detain the invading warriors of e-country?"

The whole audience was quiet.

Secretary An twisted the microphone and took it to him, saying word by word: "The one you see is the supreme commander of our military and a symbol of supreme military power. This power was used to exist, now, and will continue in the future."

Fortunately, it was not live broadcast. If it was broadcast, you could probably hear the boiling cheers in front of the TVs of each household when you sat here. Lin Yitong thought about the scene quietly, and what was reflected in her mind was the scene of Ye Zijing jumping out of a chair and shouting in the room whenever she saw this kind of news. Most of the people who admired him would do this.

Halfway through, a phone call came in.

She apologized and got up to pick her up outside.

Outside the lobby, the autumn sunshine turned from initially dazzling to warm, soft and charming. On the phone, the director asked her when she came to work in a joke, saying that there was not enough staff in the past four months, and everyone worked overtime every day and complained. There was also a more bizarre patient in bed No. 7. He stayed in bed for half a year and waited for "Doctor Lin" to come back to take over his broken leg, but he waited until his legs were well, and the beautiful and charming Dr. Lin never came back.

"Let me think about it..." She smiled softly, narrowed her eyes and said, "Tomorrow, I will go back tomorrow.

class."

The director was shocked, and almost all his glasses were shaken off, and he was filled with surprise: "Really? You won't leave? Don't go to the broken corner of the northwest corner to be a missionary doctor? Hey, just say it!! Senior talents should stay in our Central General Hospital! Going to the northwest is a waste of resources... But Yitong, your husband..."

Where is him?

"He may not be able to leave, and he will stay here," she laughed out loud, her eyes shattered with bright light, "Director, what are you thinking? How could I be separated from him in my life?"

The director came back to his senses for a long time and widened his eyes: "Then I'm afraid! Hey, you have to pay attention. You are a military officer's family member and you can reveal our leader's whereabouts in every word and action. Be careful in the future. Can you tell me this kind of news first, if others can't do it, do you know?"

The director who was very stern was beginning to be happy to talk to her, and Lin Yitong was in a good mood to the sky. And the feeling her man gave her was like the majestic synagogue behind her, standing there for ten years, guarding his responsibilities and bottom line, and guarding her sky.

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The night lights are on.

Hosran handled the funeral afterwards and got on the business car, where the people inside had been waiting there.

He came in and subconsciously raised his hand to close the partition and door in front.

She was looking at a small bottle of goat milk. When she saw a milking master in the town, she begged him to squeeze a bottle of it and bring it back. The fresh colostrum was slightly pink under the light. Around the surroundings, a bunch of messy gifts were scattered.

Hosran carried her over among a bunch of gifts, pressed her tightly against her chest, stroked her hair, bowed her head, and kissed her heavily.

She introduced him with a lot of knowledge: "This is the jade bracelet for Mrs. Li. I asked the master to open it. It is full of spiritual energy. Sister Qin's pillow is very helpful for migraines and sleep. My brother-in-law's special tea set, which I can't tell the material. There are also a bunch of hidden dolls. I go back and choose slowly for my colleagues. There is also this..."

She held up like a treasure: "Would you like to ask Commander Lu to give it to him as a real Cordyceps sinensis?"

"besides……"

At this point, he couldn't say anything. His sexy and thin lips had been printed and kissed the corner of her mouth that was mumbling.

She had a moment of trance.

"How did you think of making such a decision for me? I said that if you want to leave, I will accompany you. Where will there be such messy things in the future?" he asked in a deep voice.

She tilted her head, met his kiss, and said softly: "How could I bear to break your wings just to let you come safely with me? Siran, the first thing I fell in love with was a desperate you. In the future, I will love you more like this."

Hosran hugged her on her legs, gently spread her to both sides, her body tightly, and her kiss was so full of silence.
To be continued...